Chapter two hundred and fifty eight noble(2/2)
Hearing that these two treasures didn't even look at them, I couldn't help but feel a toothache.
"I don't even know what to say..."
"With this thing, you can ensure that you can save your life when surrounded by millions of monsters... but it's not just a thing..."
"But I can't hold it back at all. I'm so angry that my liver hurts!"
"Hey, those who really know and understand good things, the more they don't get good things...On the contrary, they don't understand anything, and they are so lucky..."
Lei Changtian looked up to the sky and sighed: "When I was young, I played fried gold flowers with Zuo Changchang and those people. After a while, I would catch three. Those who were encouraged by them all took the initiative to open the cards. Later, I realized that it was the biggest, damn.
Not to mention the leopards, even the golden flowers are not here. I lose my underwear every time I play cards... I suspect that those guys are cheating..."
"It's probably Zuo Changchang who cheated..."
"First he made me addicted, and then he made me lose... Finally, I gave him an IOU, and then the IOU was as thick as a palm, and he seduced my daughter away... I was smart all my life, but I was confused for a while..."
"Hey, the past is like smoke and it's hard to mention..."
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Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaoduo rushed up from the bottom of the cliff like rockets, directly into the air, and then slowly fell down. The spiritual energy surged and dispersed all the remaining poisonous mist clinging to the surroundings.
Then the two of them were stunned for a moment.
Because, in front of the two of them, there were actually five masked men in black standing quietly on the edge of the cliff!
A pair of shining eyes looked at the two of them.
His eyes were full of interest.
And, unspeakable cruelty.
"Zuo Xiaoduo, did you find anything when you entered the foot of this cliff?" A man in black in the middle, his black robes fluttering in the high wind, his voice was like the sound of gold and iron, sonorous and powerful.
Zuo Xiaoduo stopped in mid-air and narrowed his eyes.
"Who are you? How dare you stop me here? Haven't you heard of my Iron Fist Master Zuo Xiaoduo?"
Zuo Xiaoduo snorted.
"Master Iron Fist, hehehe..."
The leading man in black smiled faintly: "Don't use such little tricks in front of me. You Zuo Xiaoduo is known as the Iron Fist Master, but your real skill is your sword."
There was a hint of joking in the eyes of the man in black, and he said calmly: "Civet Sword, what I said is right."
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[I’m taking a day off today and I feel very depressed. My Chinese teacher passed away and I have to go back. It’s very sad. I still remember that after my teacher read my composition on the podium, he sighed and said: This child can be a writer in the future.
…When I was desperate, this sentence supported my online writing career…
Chapter completed!